Road Dogs: Kyle Kinane
This October, I drove around the USA for the whole month. Instead of regaling you with one moment, I think this works best as a retrospective of the whole experience. It was a compilation of instances and people that made the tour a memorable one. Some highlights:
I started off in Denver, where the show was held in an art collective. The stage was in a room that held yoga classes during the day. After the show ended, a few of us stayed at the venue to drink and catch up. One of the residents alternated between rollerskate dancing/falling on his ass while we emptied some cans. Then the fellow took off his skates to retrieve a canvas from his room. He “painted” much like he skated. Little to no skill, but an infinite amount of heart, passion, and flair. And to that, I say, “Charge on, my friend.” He would get paint on his fingers and tickle the canvas. The picture never changed.